Out on my own with noone to love; my daughter gave me a kitten. When never a owner of a pet such as he;how could i know that i soon would be smitten? He brings me such joy, his sweet little face;and he knows in my heart, theres a home and a place. In the morning he wakes me with a nuzzle, and purr;i can always count on this to occur. So thank you my daughter for giving to me;this kitty so sweet, and a comfort to me!!
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
Just sitting here thinking of something to write about. My first cat, who ever knew i would love him so much? i was always a dog lover...thought i didn't like cats...i was very wrong!!!
Comments (9)
But at times they just slay you dont they nice poem
Rob
Well said.